Challenge
Grab the book closest to you. Turn to page 54. Find the first line of the last paragraph on the page. Use that line to write a poem,a story,whatever you want.
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love, dishonor, marry, die, cherish, perish by David Rakoff
"she gulped the air with a satisfied yawn"
exhaustion rarely came this easily
she clung to the feeling of limp eyelids
struggling to maintain the consciousness of in between
this drifting
was as close to bliss as she'd get
late nights were her specialty
stumbling sleepless into the dawn
every chance of satisfaction
lost
she never woke up rested
and honestly detested
the taste of dreams